Larry shakes his head and pulls out gently.
“There is a commotion outside.” He walks to the closet and picks two pairs of sweatpants and two t-shirts.
“Put on these.” He hands some grey sweatpants and a black t-shirt to me, slipping into the other pair.
“I love you.” He kisses my forehead and walks out, closing the door behind him.
The noises are now louder and nearer.
“What are you doing here?” I hear Larry shout.
Who is it? Terry? Annette? I have to see this.
I quickly slip into the sweatpants and put on the t-shirt making sure to straighten my after-s*x messy hair. I pick the clothes from the floor and toss them into a laundry basket.
I look at myself in the mirror and try to straighten my already tangled hair again. It doesn’t work so I decide to tie it into a messy ponytail an
